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Orange goes with Grey
They set out for a walk one day
Orange so bright
cheerful and warm
Grey feeling dark
morose and withdrawn
While one felt alive
in the crisp morning air
The other felt chilled
and numb everywhere
But the sun was shining
and warming them both
And dew glistening grass
showed signs of fresh growth
There was life all around
with birds in the trees
Pets free in the park
and no hint of a breeze
‘Twas a good time for strolling
and stretching legs wide
Reminded how wondrous
the world is outside
And as they both opened
to all they could see
The comforting thoughts came
“it’s good to be me!”

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With autumn comes the changes
in the colour of the trees
As they glow with inner fire
before leaping on the breeze
Then a symphony of sounds
in dry rattle, crunchy squeeze
Until fading life escapes them
back to earth return the leaves.

Our relationship was like them
once fresh, young, the moment seize
With time, a strength and steadiness
for both comfort and to please
Now a final burst of colour
springing forth despite unease
But from all the pain and heartache
my soul shrivels up and leaves.

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Do we bloom for as brief a time as the flower?
Is our time shining bright our only sign of life?
Or can our glory last forever,
Like the colourful head pressed between pages of poetry,
Or a detailed painting in vivid oils
How long lasts a representation?